Study of Self

inside my soul

I longed to see the face

shed tears with the moon

even touch its grace

to seek the sunlight

caught in a cristal stone

the stem of a stardust

on the barest bone

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arise at dawn,

to walk through somnolence

and dread the day

out of some late ignorance

to wonder wounded wave, who wanders to unwind

and spins around the swirling sea of the mind

to set a furious fire,

for the fears

meet the sacred earth

wisdom wrapped in years

at dusk I’d be one, dancing with the tides

of joy and sorrow collided in my eyes

running on eggshells;

" sing the silence in a song "

said the master :

" it's been way too long !

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you shall live

inside this dream again

till you bleed

and get rid of all the pain "